Is this passage more than a cautionary tale about the tendency to stuff a suitcase to the gills?
The apostle reminds us that Christian life—married or not—isn't about personal fulfillment.
The disruptive way of the Lamb
I have an enduring memory of bread I ate when I was four. Jesus' bread also abides.
Jairus knows the weight of justice delayed as justice denied. But he keeps moving.
At that deserted spot on the Sea of Galilee, Jesus could've used a grocery store.
The wind and water operate at a guttural level within these fishermen disciples.
The apostles are on fire in this Gospel passage. I don't always get along with people like that.